Today's Stichomancy for Cameron Diaz

"I confess," replied the Missionary, fingering a number of ten-cent
pieces which a Sunday-school in his own country had forwarded to
him, "that I am a product of you, but I protest that you cannot
quote Scripture with accuracy and point. Therefore will I continue
to go up against you with the Sword of the Spirit."

Shortly afterwards the Idol's worshippers held a great religious
ceremony at the base of his pedestal, and as a part of the rites
the Missionary was roasted whole. As the tongue was removed for
the high priest's table, "Ah," said the Idol to himself, "that is
the Sword of the Spirit - the only Sword that is less dangerous
when unsheathed."

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Beauty and The Beast by Bayard Taylor:

women's! Just what the speaker demands, without exception or
modification--equal privileges, rights, duties and obligations,
without regard to the question of sex! Is that broad enough?"

I was all in a tremble when it came to that. Somehow Mr. Wrangle's
acceptance of the bid did not inspire me, although it promised so
much. I had anticipated opposition, dissatisfaction, tumult. So
had Mrs. Whiston, and I could see, and the crowd could see, that
she was not greatly elated.

Mr. Wrangle made a very significant bow to Mr. Tumbrill, and then
sat down. There were cries of "Tumbrill!" and that gentleman--none
of us, of course, believing him sincere, for we knew his private

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Secret Places of the Heart by H. G. Wells:

released a storm of long-controlled desires and imprisoned
cravings. A voice within me became more and more urgent.
'This will not do. This is not love. Where are your
goddesses? This is not love.' . . . And I was unfaithful to
my wife within four years of my marriage. It was a sudden
overpowering impulse. But I suppose the ground had been
preparing for a long time. I forget now all the emotions of
that adventure. I suppose at the time it seemed beautiful and
wonderful. . . . I do not excuse myself. Still less do I
condemn myself. I put the facts before you. So it was."